" My mother did not care if I lived or died; Nonetheless, Hope took me under her wing and embraced me as if I was one of her children, yet she was still not the most loving. I remember court after court all my life, it was a long drawn out process, to say the least yet that existing as a girl like me.'
‘I would love to have this boy named Chiaz Naztherth just part me, with our hips so tight together I would not stop squeezing down of for an hour or more, in being taken.’
‘I would love to be able to put my finger up to his face and say I your wife, and he is all mine, if an argument, I would win. "

― , Nevaeh Book 1